The last thread of my patience shreds.
I yank her to me. No finesse, no waiting for her lips to part. I just shove Skylar’s mouth forward, trying to impale her on my cock.
But she won’t let me.
Her lips are sealed, corners trembling.
My brow furrows, abs taut as I buck my hips, trying to force myself inside.
“Skylar.”
She whimpers, but that’s it.
Christ, she’s driving me insane. I’ve never been in anyone’s mouth, never wanted it until her.
Now I can’t take another second of her denying me.
I tug on her hair so hard that she’s crying. “Open up.”
For the longest second, she makes me wait, tucking her lips in as if telling me,You won’t get to have them, let alone see them.
But then, finally, she decides against it. Those pillows pop free, though her mouth remains closed, pouting.
My nostrils flare when I see her glistening lips, knowing her tongue has worked them.
She’s tasted herself, even though what she really wants is to lick every inch of me.
“Last warning.”
When she doesn’t move, I do. I let go of her hand and shove my thumb past her closed lips, showing her she can’t keep herself from me.
“I haven’t…ever before…” Her grip on my cock loosens, fingertips trembling in that sweet, unsure way that makes my skin prickle with need.
Something hot and feral pulses in the back of my skull the longer she stalls. Possessiveness, unlike any other.
“Yes, you told me you’ve never sucked another man’s cock. And you never will.” Her teeth graze the pad of my thumb, light but sharp enough to send shocks through me. “There’ll be no one else.”
“Knox.” My name comes out garbled. Must be hard to speak like this. With me yanking her bottom lip down lower, leaving her no choice but to open her mouth for me. “You can’t know that.”
“Yes, I do. And I know you worry too much. Keep that mouth open,” I say sharply.
Together, we guide my cock back to her lips.
“Time to take me down your throat.”
Her moan goes straight to my cock. It’s then that I haul her pretty face to me, thrusting my hips forward and?—
“Fuck.Fuck.” I’m enveloped by her. Her plump lips. Her hot mouth. These sweet gagging sounds. “That’s it.”
My gaze is fixed on hers, obsession tying me to her like a noose. My thigh flexes beneath her palm as it clings to me.
More tears pool on her lashes, threatening to spill. Her throat works around me as she struggles to take my girth.
“Just like that.” I fuck her mouth, pushing deep down her throat. It’s better than anything I’ve ever imagined. Hot, tight, wet, perfect. “You wanted to help me? Wanted to make me feel good? This is how.”
When she coughs, the vibration shudders along my length. The jolt of pleasure rips a groan from me.
I’ve fucked my hand plenty. Under the spray of the shower, in my bed. But this…she’s wrecking me.
